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Rhiannon Giddens, Americana’s Queen, Goes Global

The New Yorker Radio Hour

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Little Margaret's in a Room

Little margaret, sitting in her hah chair, combing back her long yellow hair, saw sweet wiliam and his new made ba riding up the rod. So ne she threw down her ivory comb, threw back her longyellow hair, said, i'll go down andil bid em, farewell and never more goThe it was late in the night. They were fast asleep. He called a servant man to go saddled the dappled, raw and he rode for her father's house that night. Unfold, unfold those snow white robes. Be thee ever so fa. For i want kiss those cold, coldd lips, for i know they'll never kiss. Man

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